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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 20, 2010 14:48:25 GMT -5
I was joking. I didn't want to hurt your sorry feelings, truth is, I just don't like you. Kyle snorted and looked at his wing. It was crooked and badly hurt. He growled and flapped, pain stung his body. The wing crunched, but he still held his head up high. again, I would rather NOT. Kyle snorted and walked around, blood still dripping from m the corners of his mouth.
A sharp stinging sensation in his body, everywhere, started and he whined as he toppled on his side. He wanted to rip himself apart, to make the pain stop. Everything went black a second, then white and he shook on the ground, in to much pain to move or stand. His rubs shifted inside of him hurting his lungs and his wing rubbed the ground burning. Still he didn't go to the cat begging for help, even if he could.
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Post by kaitlyn on Mar 21, 2010 7:44:54 GMT -5
Kaitlyn raised her eyebrows, exasperated. Yep. This guy still has a death wish! Her expression soon turned from exasperation into worry at the scene that was about to be played out in front of her.
Wolfy suddenly jerked violently. He fell onto the ground, and started shuddering. The left side of his face drooped, turning his expression into some kind of grotesque grimace.
A stroke.
Without further delay, Kaitlyn picked up the prone form of Wolfy and ran to her car. Dumping him in the back seat, she put the keys in the ignition and grabbed the steering wheel. The car wheels threw up clouds of sand as she drove towards the city.
OOC: Scene Change: Hospital.
Kaitlyn's car screeched into the car park of the hospital. She grabbed Wolfy, who luckily had shifted in his sleep, and staggered up to the hospital door.
The nurse at the front desk looked up bored, and gasped as Kaitlyn walked up to the front desk and said politely, 'Hi, this idiot has had a stroke and if you don't get him treated soon I will seriously start to lose my patience.'
Within seconds, she was surrounded by doctors, and Wolfy was placed on a stretcher and carted off to goodness knows where. She heard something about a 'breakout' and 'security measures' but she was too tired to care all that much. She collapsed on a chair, worn out, and waited for news.
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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 21, 2010 13:54:50 GMT -5
Kyle could feel his body being hefted into a back seat. His pain spurred again and he shifted. Everything burned worse after that and then he was set on something firm and things poked him. He launched a claw at them and snarled, stupied cat.
Soon the pain died down and he slept. The people around him made hushed noises and that sent him into another spree of fist and feet. They stuck something in him and he passed out again.
A doctor walked out of the room and to the girl who had brought 'Kyle' in. What did he do? About every bone in his his body is broken. What kind of dumbass would NOT want treatment?
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Post by kaitlyn on Mar 21, 2010 14:46:46 GMT -5
Kaitlyn sighed. 'Yeah, he's a dumbass alright. He gonna be okay, or what?' Her fierce eyes burned into the doctors suddenly, and the consultant balked. 'Umm...ahh...yes, I belive so, it was only a minor stroke.'
'Memory loss? Anything?'
'No...no, nothing like that.' the doctor stammered.'Well, you better be damn sure.' said Kaitlyn, and motioned for the doctor to leave, which he gladly did.
Kaitlyn leaned back in her chair and sighed. So much for a stress free weekend. She would have to go back and talk to the port cats again after this. She frowned slightly as she wondered why she was even bothering to wait for Wolfy. Then she shrugged, dissmissing the question, and instead focused on the doctors milling aimlessley around. There was something...off about this hospital, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. All the same, she would be glad to get out of here.
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Post by Nightshadë on Mar 21, 2010 15:05:09 GMT -5
Kyle woke up to a doctor pulling blood and swatted the needle away, knowing what his blood could be used for. Kyle shot out of the bed and pain instantly burned inside of him. He gasped and the doctor held him there. He growled and bit the doctors hand then got up through burning pain and puled the IVs out. kitty kitty kitty whre are you? he growled whne he walked out of the room, dressed in his old attair.
He waved for her to leave, the doctor was already whining about her bleeding hand. She shouldn't take blood from a wolf. he snorted and made a growling noise then stopped and looked at the cat, Doctors and shifters don't mix you moron, doctors = power wealth and shifters = the blood they need to complete thier goal. he glared at her, You almost gave them their road to their goal. as he said that three doctors came out of the room, the one he bit clutching her hand and pointing at him. Kyle groaned and tore off out of the door. Pain bubbling inside as he weased and limped.
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